2017 has been a slow year for paddling. Not only for me but it seems for all of my paddle buddies. I'm wondering if I've lost my mojo. I've seen it before. People like Tony, Neil and Derrick have effectively stopped kayaking after years being avid paddlers.
In 2016 I had a good excuse when I didn't paddle much because of time I spent working on house projects. But this year it seems as though a general malaise has crept in. Previously weather didn't matter. I didn't care if there was wind and rain, in fact, I welcomed it. Not so much this year.
What I found most disappointing was it seemed like most of my paddle mates weren't as gung-ho either. Sometimes it takes someone with some enthusiasm to get the ball rolling. That is to say, if I'm apathetic about getting out then I usually get energized by feeding off of the go-for-it vibe of someone else. I didn't get that feeling very often.
Finally, after what seemed like forever I got out for a paddle last evening. It was a small turnout, just four of us. The evenings are getting shorter and it was especially short last evening because there was no sunlight to keep things bright. Cathy, Sharon, Terry and I left in daylight for a short paddle and returned in darkness finding our way back by the lights shimmering on the water.
It felt great back in the boat. I think its time to get my mojo working again.
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